Monster great: Killdozer


A construction crew of Americans doing a project in Africa run into problems when its bulldozer encounters an immoveable object.  The crew attempt to move the object, releasing a Pazuzu type wayward demonic entity.  Instead of possessing the living soul of a human, the entity decides to invade the bulldozer.  No one believes in the Killdozer because they believe it is being operated by remote control by some yet identified wicked human.

There is plenty of doubting Thomas characters in this film, all of whom meet their untimely ending when they are unable to steer clear of the Killdozer that moves as if it is hauling 100000 lbs. of muck.  What Killdozer lacks in speed is made up in relative smarts.  Killdozer sends one man to his death by the simple impact of its shocking existence.  Killdozer pushes hundreds of rocks onto a group of men.  Killdozer, with its beaming headlamps, causes men to run around in a circle while in the throes of panic.  They are all prime targets for the evil of Killdozer, whose power is emphatically proclaimed by the arcade-like sounds emanating that announce its attack.

Killdozer is finally emptied of its power in its death by electrocution.

To be honest, the film’s fascinating concept has been dulled by plodding pacing that only makes a joke of Killdozer’s capacity to kill.  The script is also sketchy, although my favorite observation in the film is when one of the workers utters the phrase, “…green as a fire truck…”

Funk/Soul Friday tune: Fight The Power

Before Public Enemy yelled “Fight The Power” from hot New York streets, the Isley Brothers stepped aside from their run of romantic tunes to address some true street anthem.  We used to shout this out or scrawl out the words on our Pee Chee folders in our post-Nixon anger, finding as much identity in this song as we did in our love blaxploitation heroes and Bruce Lee.  We now channeled our youthful reserve to fighting the power of a whitewashed existence.

Even if our resolve eroded, “Fight The Power” is loyal to its bass driving core.  This is the Isley Brothers at its best, after an already long career churning out hit after hit.  The longer their career, the bolder their music, like so many other soul artists of their generation.

Happy Friday!